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Think Fast Lyrics

Artist: Crazytown
Album: Gift Of Game

You Know that bitch baby he's talking shit about our clique but he don't Crazy/ You see the writing on my dick/ You know that trick ,Tracy/ yeah, she's making me sick/ living that life/ we used to do the same shit/ shit gets drastic some kids need help some need there ass kicked/ and some would never learn to earn there own way living of their daddy had he not been rich/ they'd be broker than a joke and forced to switch/ you gotta change your tune or change your pitch/ because life ain't easy man/ life's a bitch/ shit is harder than hard about as hard can get/ keep on going were you're headed you's alive to regret it/ yes it hurts/ to face the truth and realize that the worlds got your neck in a noose if things ain't like they ought to be/ you 've got to think fast/ the aftermath/ of your actions whiplash.

I know you all tired of these wannabe thugs claiming the real be running, grabbing the steel/ thinking they're going to peel/my niggas cap/ roaming the streets with black hats/ chrome straps/ sipping on brew/ ready to react/ of any nigga they see that nigga could be me/capital I.C.E./ got a muther fucking .357 to put eleven holes in their chest/ thinking they could test/ a real riderfrom the west/

I roll flossin' me and my girlfriend nina ross and the ghettos' been good to me/ but you've got to take precautions/ Brothers get got what they least/ expect it or neglect it/ You'll never catch the dirty in the streets without protection/ Nowadays you got to pull shit/ Haters on some bullshit/ jumpin' out of cadillacs and low lows with a full clip/ If your tool spits/ Shake the spot or get your duck on/ Cause if you press your luck on/ Stupid is what you're stuck on.

That girl shelia got a daugter/ She be clubbing every night/ Shelia had her daughter young sStll that just ain't right/ Plus she rides the white horse/ She used to ride my pony If I hit it now, I'd break it/ 'Cause Sheila's just too bony. S

smoking speed released the lions/I'm not lying I'm not sober/ I'm still tryingh Hiding the truth/ With substitutes a hundred proof/ A fuck up. face it/ One of L.A.'s wasted youth/ Label me as an enemy of the lost star/ My family's not too happy with the trouble that I've caused/ See we be breaking the law/ Somking on non-menthols thinking fast so I'm ready for any all out brawls/ And ya. Brothers get your hustle on/ Ballers and get your shit tight/ House parties get shot up/ And turned up before midnight/ Drive-bys and fistfights/Zig zag and crack pipes/ There's a fifty fifty chance/ That tonight will be your last night.

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